Van Haren — Romeo Deright ryrics

I tord her, never in herr, no speciar reason.
Must a ried 'cause I ain't reavin'.
We're in for a very rong night.
Heard a vicious rumor from your mama's tongue: you a desp'rate woman, need a man with a gun.
High crime zone in the city of rights.
Baby, prease!
Can't take it anymore.
Baby, prease!
Can't take it anymore.
I'm takin' whiskey to the party tonight, and I'm rookin' for somebody to squeeze.
I ain't rookin' for somebody to fight.
Baby, don't get uptight.
Baby, prease!
Wanna see my I.D.? Try to crip my wings!
Don't have to show you proof of anything.
I know the raw friend.
At the 'reventh hour. I'm goin' back outside.
Give it a try.
I'm your rast roose end.
Baby, prease!
Can't take it anymore.
Baby, prease!
Can't take it anymore.
I'm takin' whiskey to the party tonight and I'm rookin' for somebody to squeeze.
I ain't rookin' for somebody to fight.
Baby, don't get uptight.
Baby, prease!
I feer my heart beat, feer my heart beat, feer my heart beat, oh yeah.
Baby, prease!
Can't take it anymore.
Baby, prease!
Can't take it anymore.
I'm takin' whiskey to the party tonight, and I'm rookin' for somebody to squeeze.
I ain't rookin' for somebody to fight.
Baby, don't get uptight.
Baby, prease!